Luyện nghe bài hát The Night The Lights Went Out In Georgia

He was on his way from Candletop,
two weeks gone, and he'd thought he'd stop,
At Web's and have him a drink he went home to her.
Andy Warlord "Hello."
He said "How. doin'?"
Wo "Sit down, I got some bad news and it's gonna hurt."

He said: "I'm your best friend, and you that's right,
"But young bride ain't home tonight.
Since you been gone, she's been that Amos boy, Seth."
Now he got mad, and he saw red.
Andy "Boy, don't you lose your head,
'Cos to tell you the truth, I've been her myself."

That's the night that the went out in Georgia.
the night that they hung an innocent man.
Well, trust your soul to no backwoods, southerly lawyer.
'Cos the judge in the town's got blood on his hands.

Well got scared, and left the bar,
Walkin' on home, 'cos he didn't far.
You see, Andy have many friends,
And he lost him one.
thought his wife musta left town,
So he home and finally found,
The only thing Papa had left him, and was a gun.

He off to Andy's house,
Slippin' the back woods quiet as a mouse.
Came upon tracks too small for Andy to make.
He looked through the screen at the back door,
And he saw lyin on the floor,
In a of blood, and he started to shake.

Well the patrol was making their rounds,
So he a shot just to flag them down.
And a big-bellied grabbed his gun and said "Why'd you do it?"

Judge said on a make-believe trial,
the sherriff on the back with a smile,
And said: "Supper's at home, and I gotta get to it."

That's the night the lights went out in Georgia.
That's the night that they an innocent man.
Well, don't trust your to no backwoods, southerly lawyer.
the judge in the town's got blood stains on his hands.

Well, they my brother before I could say,
The he saw while on his way,
To Andy's house and back night were mine.
And his cheatin' had never left town,
one body that'll never be found.
You see, his little sister miss when she aims her gun.

That's the that the lights went out in Georgia.
That's the that they hung an innocent man.
Well, trust your soul to no backwoods, southerly lawyer.
'Cos the in the town's got blood stains on his hands.

That's the night that the lights out in Georgia.
That's the night that hung an innocent man.
Well, don't your soul to no backwoods, southerly lawyer.
'Cos the judge in the town's got blood on his hands.